Duan Zimu, who had been sitting at the desk before, stood up at this time and took two steps this way, approaching Mo Shangjun's desk.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, lowered his head slightly, glanced at the flag in Mo Shangjun's hand, and then looked at Mo Shangjun with a warm smile.
"Would you like to give me a token compliment on your creativity?" Duan Zimu asked jokingly as his smile deepened.
"Thank you," Mo Shangyun stood up and looked away lightly, "No need."
Duan Zimu looked at the flag in Mo Shangjun's hand again.
It’s really…hard to put into words.
The flag should have been bought outside. It was a very ordinary pennant, but it had four big characters on it——
【Group A, cheers.】
Yes, it’s Ji Ruonan’s Group A, not Mo Shangjun’s Group B.
This is for Group A.
In other words, Mo Shangjun first expected that Group A would lose, and then made preparations in advance.
As for what exactly to do...
Duan Zimu couldn't guess it.
However, it is also certain that Mo Shangjun did not really go to "cheer on" Group A, but went specifically to cheer others up.
Compared with Ji Ruonan's performance after winning Group A last time...
Mo Shangyun can be said to be "repaying kindness with hatred".
However, because the matter was innocuous and she knew how to control it appropriately, it could be called interesting.
"Give."
Waving the flag, Mo Shangyun reminded Duan Zimu.
Duan Zimu took a step back, then looked at her with a smile, "If we go to the cafeteria, let's go together."
"Sorry, I have an appointment."
Mo Shangjun coldly refused.
"Yan Tianxing?" Duan Zimu's brows moved slightly, which was not a big surprise.
Recently, Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing have been together more frequently than before.
The relationship between the two seems to be improving.
However, it seems that the relationship is not really confirmed yet.
After a pause, Mo Shangyun glanced at him meaningfully and corrected him word by word: "Instructor Yan."
Standing there, Duan Zimu raised his eyes and looked at Mo Shangyun's leaving figure with an incomprehensible expression.
*
Now, Mo Shangjun really doesn't have an appointment with Yan Tianxing, it's just a perfunctory excuse for Duan Zimu.
Instead of going to Yan Tianxing's office, Mo Shangjun went directly to the cafeteria.
After finishing dinner, go to the kitchen operation room to see the cooks squeezing the bitter melon juice. By the time the balsam pear juice is finished, it will be almost time.
As soon as she left, students who couldn't wait to have lunch arrived.
Mo Shangyun bypassed them and went to the training ground.
Since Mo Shangjun believed that he was more humane, he set the punishment for Group A to start at 1:00, so the students in Group A had 0 minutes to eat lunch.
Unlike Group B last time, they stood for a whole hour without even having a bite to eat.
Unethical.
As a hands-on instructor, Mo Shangyun came to the training ground and checked all the equipment one by one to make sure that all the ropes were strong, all the stopwatches were normal, and all the props were complete before calling it a day.
The assistant teachers who were watching her check silently always glanced at the flag she placed beside them intentionally or unintentionally.
"Team A must be pissed off by her."
"It's not fair. The punishment Group B suffered last time did not hurt their souls so much."
"I think it's normal. Who told Group B to wait three weeks before they had the chance to punish Group A? They have to get their bad breath back."
"Do you think Instructor Mo is doing this to vent his anger on Group B, or is he just having a bad taste?"
"...I choose the latter."
"No, no, no, the former is quite possible."
"Should we ask?"
"..."
Collective silence.
Don't dare.
Having worked with Mo Shangyun for so long, I have almost all come into contact with Mo Shangyun.
This is definitely a master who is so angry that he will not pay for his life.
His temper is not sharp enough. If you ask at this time, you will only get angry.
Everyone sighed.
Soon, twenty minutes have passed.
All the students in Group A, led by Ji Ruonan, all arrived.
Most of the students in Group B, as well as some male soldiers, came over happily to join in the fun.
There are five people and six legs. Group A plus Ji Ruonan has a total of 51 people, divided into 10 groups. Ji Ruonan is in a group of six people, that is, six people and seven legs.
When everyone arrived, Mo Shangjun found a chair from somewhere and was sitting on it, drinking a cold soda. He crossed his legs and put one hand on the back of the chair behind him, saying, "I'm just here to watch a show."
"The appearance.
Behind her stood Yan Gui, Xiang Yongming, and Li Liang.
Except for Yan Gui, Xiang Yongming and Li Liang all had expressions of despair. Each of them held a small flag in their hands. On the bright red flag, four words were blinding.
As soon as the people in Group A saw those four words clearly, they were filled with anger, their eyes were burning with fire, and they wished they could extinguish Mo Shangyun's burning ashes.
Oh shit!
This, this, this...how can a human being be like this?!
Do you still have any sense of public morality?!
Is there any comradeship left?!
Can you still have fun?!
Seeing that scene, Ji Ruonan silently held her forehead.
Team A is cheering and so on...it's obviously Hong Guoguo's attitude of watching a joke.
Even she wanted to curse.
Not only could he not refuse Mo Shangyun's "kindness", but he also had to accept Mo Shangyun's disguised "encouragement", which was really annoying.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)